The next day, at five in the evening.

Zhao Siqing changed his dress and went to the banquet hall with Huo Jingchen.

The whole Huo family is bright and magnificent.

In the broad hall, there are lots of clothes, celebrities, dignitaries and dignitaries everywhere, stars and tycoons everywhere, and the faces that can only be seen on TV and magazines are gathered in this magnificent palace.

Zhao Siqing's eyes swept lightly, and once again he had to lament the power of the Huo family.

No wonder so many people want to squeeze in after sharpening their heads. From the perspective of status and wealth alone, squeezing into the Huo family is really enough for many people to have enough food and clothing for a few years.

After entering the venue, Huo Jingchen, the eldest grandson of the Huo family, seemed to be particularly busy. He had to handle many things of the Huo family.

Zhao Siqing himself turned around in the conference hall, and soon met Nalan.

"Isn't the battle of the old lady Huo small? I don't know if I want to congratulate the Empress Dowager. " Nalan glanced at the position on the platform and said as she ate.

"You dare to say anything, and you are not afraid to be heard." Said Zhao Siqing in a warm voice.

"Listen to it. The old man at home is not very good at getting promoted recently. He just poked the basket to see how many brushes he has." Nalan was absent-minded.

Zhao Siqing took back his sight, but he had to sigh that Nalan's metaphor was accurate and in place: "it's really a bit like a group of Ministers worshiping."

"Won't we kneel now? Anyway, I won't kneel It's better to give me a red cross. " Nalan said softly.

Zhao Siqing took away the pastry in her hand and refused to let her eat again: "you play so much."

Speaking of this, Nalan Yan Ran came to the spirit: "Qing Qing, what do you say about me going to be an actor later?"

Zhao Siqing took a look at her, and Wen Sheng said, "what is it? As sudaji? "

The music in the venue was quiet before Nalan opened his mouth. Then the voice of the famous host rang out: "distinguished guests, dear friends It's a great pleasure to gather with you on such a wonderful night to celebrate Ms. Ye Chunhua's 76 year old birthday... "

Before the host had finished speaking, Nalan Yanran was a little short of interest: "I thought there would be a eunuch to make a proclamation. What was the emperor's imperial edict

Zhao Siqing silently returned the cake he had just taken back to her: "you'd better continue to eat it."

Nalan Yanran bit the cake in her hands, but she didn't make any more noise.

Zhao Siqing looked at the past from afar. Old lady Huo was covered with silver, wearing a set of dark red brocade cheongsam and a set of emerald necklace earrings.

The old man was a little fat, with many wrinkles on his face, but he was hale and hearty, and his eyes were full of fine spots.

She looked up at the audience, smiling and nodding.

Zhao Siqing can feel her smile is not up to the bottom of her eyes, and even when her eyes pass by, she can feel a chill on her head.

Zhao Siqing's heart sank a little. Old lady Huo was not the same as she imagined.

She thought that the old man would especially favor Huo Jingchen, the eldest grandson, but from this perspective, the old lady gave her a sense of shrewdness and snobbery.

As for Mr. Huo on one side, his face is red and his breath is steady. Although his eyes are a little turbid, they are very powerful. Obviously, he is not a good role to play.

Think about Mrs. Huo, who couldn't see the depth before. Zhao Siqing only felt a headache.

Until now, she finally understood why Yang Jingqiu had compared the Huo family to the dragon pool and tiger cave. From these people alone, the Huo family did not have a general generation.